Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 611

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“Okay. We’ll do as you say.” Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice was laced with affection. 

Victoria tightened her grip as her nails dug into her palms. She had never seen Wilson display such tenderness–except in front of Yvette. 

“Thank you, Mr. Quinn! Thank you, Ms. Murray!” 

Tracy let out a sigh of relief and quickly showed her gratitude. Being expelled from Jubilife was far better than spending time in the dungeon. No matter what, her life had been spared. 

With Tracy gone, the chaotic scene finally came to an end. 

Victoria bit her bottom lip and said apologetically, “Yvie, I’m so sorry. It’s my fault for not keeping a closer eye on the people around me. I apologize on Mrs. Lynch’s behalf.” 

Her words were carefully crafted, drawing sympathy from those around her. The household staff members murmured in agreement. 

“Ms. Olson is so kind! Even though it was Mrs Lynch’s fault, she takes responsibility for it.” 

“Yeah. Ms. Olson is so pretty and compassionate.” 

Yvette narrowed her eyes slightly, giving Victoria a knowing look before responding casually, ” It’s fine.” 

“You really should manage your people better,” Wilson added, his gaze icy as it landed on Victoria. “Learn from this lesson and keep a tighter watch on those around you.” 

Hearing his stern reprimand made Victoria’s face pale. Tears welled in her eyes as she nodded, trying to hold herself together. 

“I understand, Wilson. I’ll be more careful and make sure this doesn’t happen again.” 

Despite the softness in Victoria’s demeanor and the pleading in her tone, Wilson remained focused on Yvette. His attention was unwavering. 

Martha felt a twinge of sympathy for Victoria but didn’t say anything. Wilson was right; such things should not happen again. She couldn’t bear to see Yvette suffer any more indignities. 

Understanding that Martha wasn’t going to defend her, Victoria’s expression darkened further, though she continued to wear her most pitiful mask. 

“Mrs. Quinn Senior, Wilson, I’ll take my leave now. I shan’t disturb any further.” 

Martha nodded and instructed the butler, “Please see Ms. Olson out.” 

Victoria’s mood worsened when she saw they did not intend to keep her there. However, she 

swallowed her frustration and followed the butler out, keeping her head down. 

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